Harry Potter and The Two Heirs.

Disclaimer: I am only saying this once because i do not want to get into trouble. I do not own Harry Potter though i really wish that i did.

It was two days after the official start of summer and harry was already bored being locked up in his room from the time the dursleys grudgingly brought him 'home'. Though he really couldnt call it a home. In two months he would be back at his real home. At hogwarts.Harry sighed, he had come to terms with his godfathers death halfway through his sixth year. But what made him come to terms with sirius' death was actually rather pleasant. Halfway through his sixth year he had begun to have suspicions about his friends loyalty. Then he met the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her name was Heather Aquarius. Heather, he learned, had been just as mistreated as he had been and they had become inseperable friends. Heather was the one that had helped him to discover that his so called friends had betrayed him; and that Dumbeldore had also betrayed him. But harry was about to get a surprise that would change his life forever.